JULY DRABBLE ENTRY!

SUMMARY: A couple months have passed, and Convertedward and Convertella are living in sin with their new life ahead of them. But why aren't they telling their parents yet? And who is Mallory? Will she become the linchpin of the relationship or the cause of barrier between them? Sequel to Emmett's Theory

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THE DAY AFTER

- CONFESSIONS -

I cock an eyebrow in question while crossing my arms. Goddamit, let's just get this over with. "So, who wants to start?"

All six of us are rounded on our usual table. I both wish we are in somewhere private and, at the same time, crowded. You know, so we can save some dignity even though we're having a face-off in front of everybody? Cue internal sigh. Whatever, dude, my brain retorts. Even I can't understand my own internal rambling.

I roll my eyes at no one in particular. Sometimes, your biggest enemy is your own self.

Seconds pass ... turning into minutes ... until an imaginary cricket starts chirping in my head. None of the fuckers would answer!

Pursing my lips, I make a move to stand up and walk out of the room beforeone of them finally moves a nerve to speak up.

"I came up with it!" Emmett claims. He then looks at me with pleading eyes. "It was for my final thesis. I saw your group one time at a club and pushed my luck when I asked Alice and Rose the week after. Forgive me for wanting to graduate college."

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Edward pipes in. "That's the lamest excuse I've ever heard! You all fucking set us up!"

Unfortunately, his shouting garnered more "concerned citizens" than is necessary. I soothingly pat his back in an attempt to calm him down. From the ten weeks I've lived with him, I know he's quite tempered. Oh, hell, what am I saying? We are both tempered.

"We were concerned about the two of you. I know that, for now, you won't understand this, but someday you will," Alice implores.

"If you listen to us, you'll understand," Jasper says. Ah, Jasper, always the negotiator.

I glance at Edward for a sign of … anything. He gives me a curt nod, signalling me to give them a chance to explain. "Who'll start?"

"I guess I should since I'm the reason of this craziness," Em answers, rubbing his face with one hand.

"Like hell you are," I hear Edward whisper. I send him a pointed look, silently telling him to shut the fuck up.

With a gulp, Em starts. "So this was all about my thesis. My topic was about sexuality. I've read about this quote from a report by Centrefor Addiction and Mental Health, stating that not all sexual orientations are fixed, and that, for some, it can be fluid and changed. That week, I saw your gang in a club and noticed that two of you are homosexuals. The day after, a theory was created in my head, and, luckily, just a couple of days have passed, and I didn't need to search for any of you because I found Rose and Alice in this coffee shop. I convinced them to help me-"

"Wait, what is this 'theory'?" I interrupt, crossing my arms.

"I, or we, had to do something that will make the two of you test if the report was correct. Since both of you weren't on good terms that time, we figured you'll somehow 'reverse psychology' each other and become friends along the way."

I must admit, I was gaping a little while listening to him. I actually don't know if I should feel good about that or get more pissed off.

"What are your findings then?" Edward probes.

"You know what those are yourself," Emmett confidently replies.

"So you four planned the whole thing, even the robbery?"

Em jerks his head, agreeing. Now this time, my jaw is utterly on the table, and I have no plans on picking it up this early, 'cause I bet there's more.

"Eleazar lied when he told us he couldn't replace the 'stolen' things right away?" Edward quizzes Rose since Eleazar is her uncle. Damn, if you'll just imagine how they fucking thought of the whole scenario. It gives me the chills.

"Yes," Rose mumbles. It's really a different thing when you only hear Edward guessing all of it correctly, and Rose actually making it a fact.

"Have you passed your thesis?" Edward probes.

Emmett shrugs. "I haven't."

"What are you planning to write?" I don't know exactly why Edward keeps on interrogating them, but, shit, it's his decision.

"What I got from my observations since I know that none of you will cooperate with me."

I scoff. I can't believe that he's making us sound like the bad guys here!

"I'll tell you," Edward shockingly responds.

"You're kidding, right?" I quickly shoot at him. He just shakes his head at me.

In the heat of the moment, I suddenly shout, "You four owe us. Big!"

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